Alright everyone, so I was away for a month on vacation and apart from hikes and kayaks and snorkeling, lets face it, I was a lazy beach bum for 4 weeks. Don’t get me wrong, it was fantastic and South East Asia is a place everyone should try to visit if they get the chance. This issue is that I’m not the type that is comfortable sitting on my ass for weeks at a time so the last week I was chomping at the bit to get back to some fitness upon my return to Canada.
Arrived home Tuesday evening after 25 hours of traveling and Wednesday afternoon I strolled into CrossFit to get my butt kicked! The coach was reminding me to take it easy but I felt good and was happy to be sweating again from something other than just being on a 40 degree beach in Thailand.
Thursday I went for an 8 km run and with Miley Cyrus blasting in the iPod, again I felt good to be back jogging although tiring. Then, Friday I was back to CrossFit for a workout full of push-ups, kettle bell swings and rowing… a lot of all of them!
Sunday morning rolled around and I could barely get out of bed. Although I anticipated a decent degree of pain, this was different. This pain was worse and as the day rolled on I had cold sweats, a brutal cough, no appetite and at this point getting off the couch seemed a comparable task to conquering Everest.
Now to get a bit graphic on ya: I went to pee around 11 pm. If you ever have insane muscle pain and notice that your pee is the color of your Grandpa’s rum and coke, it is time to head to emerg. So that’s what I did.
I was diagnosed with rhabdomyolysis and on top of that septic pneumonia. Not sure where the pneumonia came from, but rhabdo occurs when you have an extremely high amount of breakdown of skeletal muscle into an enzyme called creatine kinase (CK) which does not filter well in your kidneys and in high enough amounts can cause kidney failure. The doctors words “What the heck did you do? You’re very sick!”
Shit…
So 3 days in the hospital, a few morphine trips (accompanied by messed up dreams) and a pallet of 1 liter saline bags and they let me out with some antibiotics and stern warnings to take it easy. So now, I’m starting from scratch… and I mean scratch. I did a few flights of stairs and a few sets of squats the other day… ugh… Its going to be an interesting journey to the K-100 at the end of June and Death Race at the start of August, but I’m optimistic and hopefully I don’t hurt myself and really hope I don’t let the teams down during these races.
Physio tip for the day: Ease yourself back into sport and exercise after a month’s hiatus. Not only to prevent musculoskeletal injuries (like I preach on a daily basis), but also the more serious problems that can arise from over-doing things!

